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Midnight Grit Blues 1 by nekitha

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Midnight Grit Blues 1 by nekitha - Deep Gritty Country Blues,Neutral Vocals music cover art

Midnight Grit Blues 1

Deep Gritty Country Blues,Neutral Vocals

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Lyrics
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(Intro - spoken over low slide)
County Road 9 hums under last night's rain,
Freight whistle 77 calls the dark by name.
Slide guitar sighs like a blade on chrome,
Wurlitzer 101 keeps the jukebox home.
(Verse 1)
Porchlight flicks on a crumpled note,
Boot heels count time on a rusted throat.
Whiskey whispers lonesome truth, not lies,
Neon stains the barroom of half-remembered skies.
(Chorus 1)
Midnight grit, railroad bruise,
Midnight blues in my worn-out shoes.
A hard-luck tune and a two-dollar truth—
Midnight grit, midnight blues.
(Verse 2)
County sign reads Halcyon Crossing slow,
Station lamp blinks like a heartbeat low.
Smoke and spare change in a pocket torn,
Slide sings razor-sweet for the soul that's worn.
(Chorus 2)
Midnight grit, railroad bruise,
Every scar's a map I hold.
Midnight blues in my worn-out shoes,
Midnight grit, midnight blues.
(Instrumental Break)
Harmonica wails; slide guitar answers—lean, mean, and cut.
(Play over A — D — E turnaround, two bars each; let the slide cry twice, then drop to a one-note drone.)
(Bridge - spoken then sung, raw and close)
(Spoken, gravel voice) Listen — the night keeps receipts. I pawned my best lies for a one-way ticket.
(Sung)
Half-lit cigarettes and weathered hands,
Carving out hope in barren lands.
The station light and a coffee cup, the world's edges sharpened rough,
A whispered vow, a crooked smile—this life ain't gentle, but it's enough.
(Chorus 3 - final, altered)
Midnight grit, railroad bruise,
Every scar's a ticket home.
Midnight blues in my worn-out shoes,
Midnight grit, midnight blues.
(Outro)
I’ll pull this string 'til dawn peels back the dark,
Till the last note floats like a paper boat to a window's mark.
Freight whistle 77 fades under a silver moon,
Midnight grit, midnight blues—I'll be back soon.
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